Weekend Waning Mix

Here I am, standing alone inside my flesh and bones, finding ground.

Listening close, the ghosts are being found, making peace.

Finding release, I know that time has come, flooding in.

Energy strong, the senses heightened and

the waiting's over, peace is found.

Sometimes, almost.

Internal knowings inside the misty, foggy shroud.

Try as I may, can't get out of that present moment now.

Gifts abound, looking around the eyes,

perceiving sound here and now.

Listening close and knowing who I am, feeling love.

And places before me hugging who I've been

Guiding soul without the doubt

Deep reflection through the momentary soul connections

We are here

I am here

You are here